Hey! I know I haven't updated! I'm sorry! You guys are probably yelling at the screen telling me to get writing! So here is the 4th chapter! I don't own Gakuen Alice! Please review!
Chapter 4: Bad Beginnings
Previously on the Choosing
I looked out the tinted windows of the limo and waited for my new life as "the Chosen" to begin.
Mikan thought the drive to the palace would never end. Natsume sat as far away as he could, Mikan didn't mind at all. A heavy tension hung in the air. When they finally reached the palace, it took every amount of will she had not to go racing off. The door opened, a butler bowed to her.
"Chosen Sakura." He spoke with high respect. Mikan nodded and he stood back up, holding the door wider so she could pass. They were at the front gates. Huge golden bars wrapped around the palace. There was a long walkway leading up to the front of the palace. Mikan couldn't help but gasp in shock.
"So this is what royalty is like. Luxury and imprisonment." She thought. As she walked down the walkway, the maids attending to the gardens bowed.
"Welcome home." They said.
"Home? This will never be home." She thought. She peeked at Natsume that was walking on her left. He was as arrogant as ever. She sighed and pinched herself. Natsume gave her a queer look. She just ignored him. The entered the vast palace entryway. A butler took their shoes that they took off and placed them in a fancy silver shoe rack.
"Wow, talk about overboard." She muttered. They then took an elevator to the 3rd floor where the rooms are.
"I hope the room is to your liking, Chosen Sakura." A maid said as she bowed. The room was enormous. The left wall had a beautiful mural of a sakura tree. The bed had a gold frame with flowing canopy. An ebony desk right next to her bed, lamp, huge closet furnished the room. She even had her own bathroom. Everything was already brought from her house to her room. Mikan stunned, nodded.
"It's beautiful." She whispered. Her eyes landed on her most treasured object. The glass statue was sitting on her ebony desk. She plopped down on her bed, and then huddled in the pillows while tracing the fragile lines of the glass statue.
"What would you do in this situation mom? I wish you were her to take me away from this misery." She whispered to the statue. Then she did something she never allowed herself to do. Cry.
"Um… pardon me Chosen Sakura, King Hyuuga and Lord Natsume require your presence at dinner." A maid said outside of her door. Mikan quickly wiped her tears away.
"I will be right down." She replied. She rummaged through her vast closet quickly pulling out a white kimono with pink sakura designs. She ran a brush through her hair on her way down in the elevator. She hurriedly threw the brush at a maid.
"Please put that in my room!" She shouted as she ran down to the dining room. She took a deep breath and opened the door that led to the dining hall.
"Please sit." King motioned Mikan to sit at the enormous dining table. She chose a seat right across from Natsume.
"Thank you for joining us." The king spoke with high authority. "Please, do eat." Mikan glanced down at the mountain of food piled up on her plate. She took tiny bits of the chicken, and she started drinking her cider when, "You will marry Lord Natsume" came out tumbling out of King Hyuuga's mouth. She spit it out, drenching Natsume on the other side.
"Wait, what? I have to marry her?" Natsume scorned. "What does she have? No status, No family, no looks, no anything!"
"Well, I'm sorry! If those things matter so much then get yourself another girl!" Mikan shouted completely forgetting the king was there. Then she did something that shocked everyone, even herself. She picked up her cider, reached across the table and dumped it on him. Then she walked out of the room.
Natsume, infuriated, stormed after her. She was in her room and Natsume barged in.
"What do think you're doing? Get out!" Mikan shouted then she started throwing things across the room.
"So this is how you were raised, to shout unnecessarily and throw things at your husband." He said with sarcasm. "But considering who you were raised by, I guess it's not your fault."
Mikan stopped. "What did you say?"in a dangerously quiet voice.
"Are you deaf? I said it's not your fault for your horrible upbringing. I mean-"Natsume was cut off by sharp reply.
"At least my parents actually cared for me. Who's parents were the ones who left their child alone all the time? Studying with tutors and never reaching their expectations? " Mikan said in almost a whisper.
That did it. Natsume stormed across the room, bumping and knocking over everything in rage. He then kicked the table and the glass statue that Mikan loved, fell. Mikan stared in horror. Time seemed to slow. Mikan reached for the statue but it was too late. Glass shards burrowed themselves in Mikan's hand when the statue broke. Blood trickled down Mikan's arm. Natsume stood still from shock.
"I'll go get the maid to clean this up." He said.
"No." she whispered.
"But-"he was cut off again.
"No. Don't you think you've done enough? Just… go." She said quietly clutching her bleeding arm. She knelt and began picking up what was left of her statue. Natsume backed away silently.
"It's just a stupid statue." He told himself. "Then why do I feel so guilty?" he wondered. He walked silently towards his room.
Mikan knelt there picking up the shards, and placing them in an empty wooden jewelry chest. She winced in pain and more shards embedded themselves in her hand. She continued picking them up. Once she finished she placed it on her desk. By this time, Mikan was growing faint from the blood loss. She stumbled to the door, hoping she would make it to the palace doctor before she fainted. It was already late, the maids were off in their own quarters sleeping. Mikan's sight grew blurry and a red haze covered her eyes. The world seemed to shift under her and she collapsed on the ground.
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